~Inspired by the song Radioactive by Marina & the Diamonds~
I had this saved in my Google Docs from over a month ago; I barely remember writing it! I just skimmed over it and it's a little out of character and weird? I honestly have no memory of writing this or even this idea coming into my head. But it'd be nice if you reviewed it, even if you think it's OOC it'd be nice if you just said it so I know what you think :)
"Eddie, stop. That's enough." She told him with ferocity in her voice.
"Patricia, all I want you to do is listen! Seriously, is that too much to ask for?" He was starting to become flustered, pacing behind Patricia. She kept walking faster, down the hallway, and all he could do was walk behind her in the narrow hallway.
It was after school and no one was in the school except for a few other students wandering around and maybe a teacher or two. They had stayed to help tutor, that was Patricia and Eddie had to help set up decorations for an assembly that was going to be held the next morning. Each student had to put in a certain amount of hours of volunteer work in order to graduate at the end of the year. Hey, you gotta do what you gotta do to learn at a prestigious boarding school, right?
"Apparently," she replied. Eddie couldn't see the front of her face, but he knew her well enough to know that she was rolling her eyes.
"Just listen to me. It wasn't what it looked like, Yacker." She slowed her walking down to listen better, but she didn't stop. They were almost to the doors and he was on her tail.
"Do you really think I'd be into Willow? Really, Patricia?" Eddie questioned her, sounding accusing. Accusing of Patricia. At this point, she felt truly hurt. She wasn't sure what she thought about anything. Not about Eddie, not about her friends, not even about herself. Patricia had no idea. What Eddie was saying was true; how could he be into Willow? Is that even a real question? But then she went back to her own thoughts. Patricia spun around to face Eddie. He stopped dead in his tracks.
"She's a lot more laidback than me. She has pretty blonde hair, just what every guy wants in his girlfriend, right? Willow doesn't care about anything. Other than feelings and emotions and that stupid hippie stuff that hippies talk about, like flowers and stuff." She scoffed. "It was evident that you guys have feelings for each other. It was obvious when she moved into the house, it's obvious when you kiss her-" Eddie grabbed her upper arms, moving them closer to each other.
"Patricia! Stop! We have to kiss in the play, not in real life! It doesn't mean anything, why would you think it affects you and me? You said I could do the play, I told you there'd be a kissing scene if I got the part. You said you were fine." His voice lowered.
Patricia looked him in the eye for a few seconds, wondering what to say with her poker face on. "Isn't this the same reason I broke up with you last time?" Her voice was so silent, so deadly, her words dripping with venom. After a few seconds, she wasn't sure if he'd heard her. Patricia's eyes started to glisten with tears.
"Yeah," was all he said.
Patricia turned around and headed out the doors. She didn't even need to struggle to get out of his grasp. He just let her slide away, just like before.
